Tuesday, November 29, 2011

but that's ok. it's the thought that counts. right? or wait. is that pertaining to something entirely different? oh well.

can we take a minute to talk about how fast november went by? ... i mean, that minute we just took lasted longer than november. amiright? (p.s. my new thing is the 'amiright' phrase. cracks me up every time. i'm easily amused.)

additionally, it's december in two days.

yup. tis the season, folks.

tis also the season for engagements.

i think every time i log onto facebook i see photos rings popping up everywhere.

makes my heart swell.

till you see the boy who once made your heart swell is getting hitched.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Let yourself fall open to Advent, to anticipation, to the belief that what is empty will be filled, what is broken will be repaired, and what is lost can always be found, no matter how many times it's been lost. -shauna niequist.

Monday, November 21, 2011

"She knew, of course, that there was something about her that was different. But it was more like a friendly spirit than like anything that was a part of herself. She brought everything to it, and it answered her; happiness consisted of that backward and forward movement of herself. The something came and went, she never knew how. Sometimes she hunted for it and could not find it; again, she lifted her eyes from a book, or stepped out-of-doors, or wakened in the morning, and it was there-under her cheek, it usually seemed to be, or over her breast-a kind of warm sureness. And when it was there, everything was more interesting and beautiful, even people."-Willa Cather (Song of the Lark)

Monday, November 14, 2011

“Your soul knows the geography of your destiny. Your soul alone has the map of your future, therefore you can trust this indirect, oblique side of yourself. If you do, it will take you where you need to go, but more important it will teach you a kindness of rhythm in your journey."

Friday, November 11, 2011

Sometimes the girl stands with arms around the boy’s waist, hands tightly clasped behind. Another fits her head into the curve of his cheek while tears fall onto his coat. Now and then the boy will take her face between his hands and speak reassuringly. Or, if the wait is long they may just stand quietly, not saying anything. The common denominator of all these goodbyes is sadness and tenderness, the complete oblivion for the moment to anything but their own individual heartaches. -Life, February 14, 1944

Thursday, November 10, 2011

[grandma & grandpa allen with the bunch, circa december 1991.(that's me with the finger on my teeth...like that hair, do ya?!)

“She will die over and over again for the rest of my life. Grief is forever. It doesn't go away; it becomes part of you, step for step, breath for breath. I will never stop grieving because I will never stop loving. That's just how it is. Grief and love are conjoined, you don't get one without the other. All I can do is love her, and love the world, emulate her by living with daring and spirit and joy.”

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

today at the train station i happened upon the latest issue of fraulein magazine. miranda july graced its cover & i was reminded of the beauty in her words i once read. words that helped me heal during a rough patch. it was a comforting reminder from life that it's all about ebbs & flows. but if you look for beauty, you'll find it.

even at the train station at one o'clock in the afternoon on a mundane wednesday.

“Life is so ridiculously gorgeous, strange, heartbreaking, horrific, etc., that we are compelled to describe it to ourselves, but we can’t! We cannot do it! And so we make art.”

“I laughed and said, Life is easy. What I meant was, life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.”

Monday, November 7, 2011

Friday, November 4, 2011

“The hardest period in life is one’s 20s. It’s a shame because you’re your most gorgeous and you’re physically in peak condition. But it’s actually when you’re most insecure and full of self-doubt. When you don’t know what’s going to happen, it’s frightening.”-Helen Mirren

it might just be the best month of this year, yet.

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I can dwell on font choices for hours, make a mean pb&j, and sometimes, when I'm feeling brave, I like to rock red lipstick. I am a University of Kansas alumna (I earned degrees in German and Journalism in May 2012) and a former au pair

(I lived and worked in Eckernförde, Germany in 2011). I lived in Munich for one wonderful year; moved back to Kansas for 8 months; and then back to Germany I went. I've been in Hamburg since October of 2014. I am a copywriter by day and a wannabe memoirist by night. This is where I chronicle my adventures, ponders, heartaches, triumphs, favorite finds, and everything in between. I'm so happy you're here!